Diary Of A Busker Day 2443 Friday September 21st 2024 Winchester. She’s here and I haven’t even started playing yet. I was parking the bike next to the Buttercross and I saw her grey-headed form approaching from the corner of my eye. So, another Day with Claire…and I’ve got the double-neck so there’ll be a lot of photos… Read more →
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Day 2442
Diary Of A Busker Day 2442 Wednesday September 18th 2024 Winchester. How strange. To see Claire NOT dancing! I’ve just come into town and chatting to Don Lavelle and Claire’s on the bench opposite the Buttercross. Actually, I should clarify that “not dancing” statement. She’s moving her arms but there’s no foot movement, so a bit like the opposite… Read more →
Day 2441
Diary Of A Busker Day 2441 Tuesday September 17th 2024 Winchester. It looks like Don Lavelle’s coming to the end of his painting. He was applying tiny strokes of pink to the face of a man sitting on the Buttercross. I set up and started up…and ten minutes later, yes it’s Claire. I’m starting to think she’s got some… Read more →
Day 2440
Diary Of A Busker Day 2440 Sunday September 15th 2024 Winchester. I thought I’d bring in the double-neck as I’d given it a rest for a couple of weeks. I also thought I’d give the shop people around The Buttercross a rest…from ME! I mean, I’ve done some pretty long sessions there lately, and on consecutive days. Fortunately, The… Read more →
Day 2439
Diary Of A Busker Day 2439 Saturday September 14th 2024 Winchester. A fine day, with sunshine and little or no wind and the temperature’s gone up a few notches, to around 20. It’s 2 o’clock when I start up at The Buttercross – loads of people about as it’s a Saturday afternoon. After 20 minutes, I suddenly think “that’s… Read more →
Day 2438
Diary Of A Busker Day 2438 Friday 13th September 2024 Winchester. The Two Henrys are at the top spot and a few feet away Don Lavelle’s continuing his painting. ‘They told me that when they started, they had all their songs on one A4 sheet of paper and now they’ve got THREE sheets’, he says. ‘Really?’ ‘Yeah, and they’ve… Read more →